Not on the scale, unfortunately. I’m good and up on the scale.
I’m feeling down. Low motivation. Low self confidence. I’d rather just crawl back into bed today, to be honest with you.
I don’t have time to write much, as I had difficulty getting up, as well. Also, my hands hurt.
The good news is it’s early. It could change. Possibly my meds haven’t quite kicked in, yet, although they’re usually pretty fast-acting, like 15 minutes.
Possibly I’m just still tired.
This might be the real meaning of “not a morning person.” Maybe it does take some people a little more time to get their bearings and see things in perspective.
I still don’t think it’s a good enough excuse to be grouchy to other people, though.
Think about it. That’s a whole chunk of your day you’re already choosing rudeness. Over time, a whole portion of your life.
What a waste of energy. What a waste of a lot of things.
I know in the 90s especially it was cool to be aloof and cynical, but at some point you have to dispense with the attitude and be a functional adult.
Yeah. I feel better now. My meds must’ve had to do their thing. My body must’ve had to do its thing of waking up all the way.
I have to go now. Have a throw-down Thursday (but don’t get into any actual throw downs on my account just because I like to alliterate), drive safely, and as always, thanks for reading! 😊🙂♥️